Shuffle can to can nobody really gives a damnFor every living day I give myself a handNow I'm scroungy as can beI got all you normals looking at meI'll scratch a hole in my lifeSo everyone can see

My mind is a mind that I have come to knowAnd my eyes can't conceive a world that can not growAnd Fridays are always fresh days

Screamin' at the sun, don't reallyKnow what he has doneHe don't believe in God and a world as oneSo he rambles through the weedsAnd he will sleep beneath the trees

On the day I die, Thank God my Soul will be released

I've seen all your eyesAnd I've seen all your facesCan you tell me honestly that you want to be free?Then look in my eyesI've been lots of placesCan you tell me honestly that you'd want to be meHonestly